[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
Heavens to Murgatroyd
Who drop a bomb and roll out like Metroid?
The Jedi master without a droid
Lounging in the void
You'll be talking shit when my ships deployed
From Freret Street to Connecticut
Niggas got they money on slim to spit the realest shit he ever spit
That cream vanilla folder in the limo with the president
Don't ever say never, whatever nigga rhetoric
Panoramic – uh, closed captioned – uh
Fade to black – lights, cameras, action
Michael Jackson crying tears, sniffin' linеs
Paramount declared it the moviе of all times
The wolves stood in line 12 days to see blood
The ghost of Malcolm X came straight with the judge
Six million YouTube views in six hours
The devil threw a hissyfit and blew down the towers
That's power
The IMF Federal Reserve can't stop my MySpace from spreading the word
No record deal, just hard ass rhymes
Turned poverty and heartache into nickels and dimes
I'm fire like the Pentagon, hexes on the hecklers
Another rapper to me is a deathwish on a necklace
My shotgun go click-click-blast
I'm on a 40 day fast - no cheese, no grass
Linked up with 'Fiq and Taz and talk math
And now I'm free at last, nigga free at last
[Chorus: Shafiq Husayn & Taz Arnold]
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
[Bridge: Taz Arnold]
Trouble man, all I ever see you ever do is causing mischief in the land, man
Trouble man, all I ever see you ever do is causing mischief in the land, man
Trouble man, all I ever see you ever do is causing mischief in the land, man
[Verse 2: TaRaach]
Now even them odds
The gods are back again, you seein' them stars
Charts on behalf of them, speaking in bars – bladow!
Yeah, the first born second – Bilal
But loud, worth more attention – it's "wow"
Browned at birth, so I'm grounded down
Crown and church, don't corral with clowns
Your life's a bitch, my nigga, marry your style
Though jewelry might just switch, my nigga, "there he go now"
Jury life, just sit – find shits'll merry-go-round
Like – everybody's rapping, most barely know how
Pretending – "when in Rome" and they chariots down
Really? Really foul, as your eye on the flames
'Cause I was born to be the flyest since Titus and James
Proof - this morning, woke up, the kings had came
They told me I stay dope, The EL stay woke – end quote
[Chorus: Shafiq Husayn & Taz Arnold]
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
[Verse 3: Shafiq Husayn]
I'm standing in the window like Malcolm, the black falcon
Take sips from the fountain of genius
Sir Duke with the cleanest, the meanest, the gangsta leanest
They're all aboard a czar's penis
The resurrection of love is in the section of Mars
Gave birth to the star twins Gemini, Serena and Venus
Moorish beauty on display with an array of colors
Wishing I was the brothers of Gordon or Rosa Parks
Performing the arts of mastery like MJ's tenacity
Got plans on being the next me!
The next Mohammed, a comet with the Alvin Ailey bop
Should've heard Dizz and Bird doin' "The Biz Mark"
Should've heard Dizz and Bird doin' "The Biz Mark"
It started with a rhyme from old ancient times
Descendants of warlocks, witches with ill glitches
Children of the matrix be hitting them car switches
Seen some virgin Virgos hanging out with Venus bitches, uh
Night feeds the crack fiends
Seemed like the light beams on every rap star's Wave Shine
The young clones take in dark matter trying to make cake badder
The end result – they're usually doing crime
The over-doers will do you with their camo' play
Knowing their harmful like ultraviolet gamma rays
The evil scientists steady denying this
Lying and shit, about identified flying ships
But they still taking trips out to the cosmos
Where the sheep keep from sleep, so they pop No-Doz
And them dreaming-robbing angels blowing dust, they knows plus
The 24 elders said don't trust in hopes
The 24 elders said don't trust them hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes... (Free at last)
[Chorus: Shafiq Husayn & Taz Arnold]
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming - listen up, I'm trying to tell you something
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
The EL's coming
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